Soham Bandagale💫

Yesterday I walked away from my job.
Today, after almost three years, I walked back onto a cricket field.

Forty overs in the field, eight overs with the ball, and then 170 minutes with the bat… and somehow it ended with a not-out hundred. But honestly, the runs were not the real story.

The real story was remembering who I am.

There was a time in school when cricket was a daily routine, not a special event. Life moved on, responsibilities came in, and somewhere the game slowly disappeared. I didn’t realise how much of my happiness was quietly tied to it until today.
Standing on that field again felt like healing. The sound of the bat, the long time under the sun, the small conversations between overs — it does something to you. It clears your head in a way nothing else can.

Men may not always speak their hearts, but on a cricket field, everything finds its way out.
Somehow, with just a bat and ball, you heal more than we realise.

Thank you, cricket, for reminding me what real happiness feels like.
For the memories, for today, and for reminding me that some parts of us never really leave.I love you❤️🏏